detention, suspension and power tripping "teachers"

feed me candy flavored lies like priests, nuns and preachers

told what to wear and what to think when to piss and when to speak

indentured to my dejected state. spiritless 5 days a week

discipline, conformity, walking single file down a dead end street

if its not taking me where i need to be, FUCK EDUCATION, at least my mind is free

12 years down the drain for me, useless facts and lies of your white history

if its not taking me where i need to be. FUCK EDUCATION, at least my mind is free

Artist: Blood For Blood
Album: Serenity
Year: 2004
Title: My Jesus Mercy   

This is the story of a noble heart
that was broken
And pounded from the very start
You think you know violence?
You think you know pain?
Well think again, you little puke.
Cause even Job knew love and life
before he suffered:
my friend never did.
Once he was young and helpess:
help never came.
Well.. he'll never be helpless again.

Who's laughing now?
No one's laughing now?
And never again..
Cause now he's got a gun.
You mothers fuckers better run.
Cause now he's got a gun.

Yeah, there's no justice, there's just us:
he knew it from day one.
That there's no justice, there's just us
NO love and light but now he's got a gun

Who's laughing now?
No one's laughing now?
And never again..
Cause now he's got a gun.
You mothers fuckers better run.
Cause now he's got a gun.
You mothers fuckers better run.
You ain't laughing now.

(This next part of the song is derictly to
Steve, where ever he may be:)
Did you call my name and I didn't hear?
Did you call my name and think I didn't care?
Did you call my our names and we didn't hear?
Did you call our names
and think we did not care?

Now he's gotta gun.
You mothers fuckers better run.
Now he's gotta gun.
You mothers fuckers better run.
Now he's gotta gun.
My jesus mercy

Did you call my name and I didn't hear? Did you call my name and think I didn't care?
Did you call our names and we didn't hear? Did you call our names and think we did not care?

тук не могат ли да се редактират съобщенията?

EMBRACE TODAY - BETWEEN YOU AND ME

I expect to find the real you among all those lies,
Two-face beauty,
Why'd you turn and walk away,

With everything I fucking did,
I fucking had my say,
But you, you hardly know my name,
And I, I don't care,
I expect to find the real you among all those lies,
After all those fucking years,
You're dead to me,
You became some one else,
You fucking sold me out,
You fucking sold me out,
My heart is empty,
Just like your words before,
My love is dead,
Just like your words before,
I am not the first one and i'm sure i'm not the last,
Fuck You

PEGGIOR AMICO - GIORNALISTI TERRORISTI

Non ho mai capito se sia solo per denaro
che voi farneticate senza mai dire il vero,
se sia per proposito o per vocazione
infangare ogni cosa nella vostra professione.

Giornalisti terroristi non accettate la realtá
delatori di regime non avete dignitá
al falso e menzogna certo ci credete
non conosce veritá quello che voi scrivete.

Giornalisti terroristi!
Giornalisti terroristi!

Voce della fogna al soldo dei partiti
lacché degli industriali, servi dei sionisti
ad uno ad uno abbiamo i vostri nomi
siete avvisati, non saremo certo buoni.

:!:  :!:  :!:

BOY KICKS GIRL - We Are The Now

Want me to be like you are.
Young and stupid just like this world.
Can't keep me down with your rules.
Join together and we'll burn down the schools... cause'
We are the now... we want the world. (x4)
Ya, so? I can't drink or drive.
Can't vote. And no... I don't smoke.
Got my wisdom and I got my pride.
Bear it all. Got nothin' to hide.
We are the now... we want the world. (x4)
Kick in your face!
With steel toe!
Smash in your teeth!
With one more blow!
Blood in your eyes...
Blood on your hands...
Got my revenge!
Fucked up your plans!

Terror - Push It Away
lyrics

We've got to push it away.
I walk alone among my enemies.
We've got to push it away.
I am alone, no regrets, no shame.
Hate is surrounding me, my addictions killing me.
So much shit forced in my head.
Still this world won't see me dead.
I walk alone among the abused and deceived,
lost in this wasteland, killing for our lusts and greeds.
I am alone, no regrets, no shame.
So stay the fuck away from me.
Nothing but enemies.

PATH OF RESISTANCE - THE MISSION

Here we are assembled in glory and in faith
Screaming private prayers in a public place
Expose the causes, extract corruption, proclaim the antidote
Track down the demons in your mind and
cut the bastards' throats
To eradicate, defend, liberate and to ascend
This is our mission
Denying temptation, uplifting fallen brethren
This is our mission.

Disprove we're mere monsters of genetics and society
Freewill is ours to claim, accept the responsibility
Deny this popular culture of death, refuse to consent defeat

The truth is on our side, a mission to complete

Time is short, stay the course.

To educate, defend, liberate and to ascend
This is our mission
It's not just a diet or the things you consume,
It's a reconstruction of attitude
This is our mission.

$ylvester $taline - Internet Thug

I'm hardcore on Internet chat
Spreading my thug life through cyber words
No one knows me, I can be tough
Nothing But a nerd, Cyber Fight is my life
I'm the king of the scene, Watch out motherfucker
My cyber crew is going to kick you

- Boss, it's for you on the mobile.
- Pronto, who is it?
- Come on brother, enough with these pharaons pyramids... Let's spin
somtehing let's do some cash...
- Look at this guy...
...

Oh tiger, tiger,
Do you have money?
If you have money,
nice women for you.

Oh tiger, tiger,
Don't you have money?
if you don't have money,
old grandmas for you.

Ooooooh opala,
Come on fighters,
give me some money.
Give me some money,
nice women...

Oooooooh opala,
Come on fighters,
give me some money.
Give me some money,
songs until sunrise.

Oh tiger, tiger
Do you have money?
If you have money,
western vehicules.

Oh tiger, tiger,
Don't you have money?
If you don't have money,
Old jiguli cars.

Oooooooh opala,
Come on fighters,
give me some money.
Give me some money,
western vehicules.

Oooooooh opala,
Come on fighters,
give me some money.
Give me some money,
songs until sunrise.

Oh tiger, tiger,
Do you have money?
If you have money,
no worries at all.

Oh tiger, tiger,
Don't you have money?
If you don't have money,
white your hair will be.

Oooooooh opala,
Come on fighters,
give me some money.
Give me some money,
no worries at all.

Oooooooh opala,
Come on fighters,
give me some money.
Give me some money,
songs until sunrise.
Give me some money,
songs until sunrise.

Go-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-od-damn!!
Shee-yee-yit!!
Look at the ass on that bitch!
Look at the titties!

Theres only one place where we can go
To see freaky hoes doin shows
Doin tricks to make us holler
On a giving night, all for a dollar
Silicone breasts, all on their chests
Nothin like others, but above the rest
Theyll do anything to turn us on
Them hoes got it goin on!!

I like big booty and big ol titties
Bitch, you know youve been fucked by many
So come and be my private dancer
I got some money if thats the answer
I really wanna be with you;
I get hard after seeing you
How hard? hard like a rock,
When you make that pussy pop!

Pop that pussy! heyyy!
Pop that pussy, baby!
Pop that pussy!
Pop, pop that pussy, baby!

Freaky bitches with plenty of ass
Rollin to the music and shakin real fast
Bend over backwards, make me shout
And work that pussy, in and out
Movin their body with plenty of action
Bringin to the men more satisfaction
Doin what they feel to turn us out
Just work that pussy all the way out!

Shake it! dont break it!
It took your momma nine months to make it
Bend over and spread em, girl
Show-w-w me those pussy pearls
Rub that ass and play with that clit
You know I like that freaky shit
Girl, you know you look so cute
Throwin that pussy the way you do!

Poppin that pussys a dance for the ladies
Straight from the south, into the 90s
Freaky bitches are the ones I like
In g-strings in the middle of the night
Smoke-filled stages, bitches in cages
Guards at the door, armed with gauges
As they dance and I get hot,
Keep throwin that pussy! dont stop!

I like the way you lick the champagne glass
It makes me wanna stick my dick in your ass
So come on, baby, and pop it quick
I fall in love when you suck my dick
Bitch, you dont know? you aint heard?
Fuckin with me, youre gonna get served
See, none of my bitches, they never complain
So come on, baby, and pop that thang!

Janet j, pop, that pus-sy!
Bu-bles, pop, that pus-sy!
Sandra p, pop, that pus-sy!
Ma-donna, pop that stinky smelly pussy, baby!

I am so alike you,
In so many ways.
I know I'm just a copy,
That carries on the stain.

But, We make the same mistakes.
Cause, We are one in the same.
But, We leave behind the stain.
That cannot separate.

All that lies in me,
All that dies in me.
How can I live without you?
All that lies in me,
All that dies in me.
How can I live without you?

I am your mirror image,
I'm all you left behind
You made me what I am,
Then who the hell am I?

But, We make the same mistakes.
Cause, We are one in the same.
But, We leave behind the stain.
That cannot separate.

All that lies in me,
All that dies in me.
How can I live without you?

Why, Yo no entiendo porque,
I know that our lives are the same,
Y mi vida,
Is just a guessing game
A dirty stain
That I cannot play.
But I follow your steps,
In the same way that you just walked away,
And pushed the way through.
I...will...not...live!

Do you think of me?
Do you dream of me?
I always dream about you.

Do you think of me?
Do you dream of me?
I always dream about you.

All that lies in me,
All that dies in me.
How can I live without you?
All that lies in me,
All that dies in me.
How can I live without you?

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Forever, your eyes will hold the memory.
I saw your heart as it overtook me.
We tried so hard to understand and reason
But in that one moment, I gave my heart away.

I gave my heart away.
In that moment, I gave my heart away.
In that moment, I gave my heart away.

With that perfect breath where my mind lay beside me
And all I knew is what had overtaken me.
With no reason, I am comforted by inability to understand.

Forever, your eyes will hold the memory.
I saw your heart as it overtook me.
We tried so hard to understand and reason
But in that one moment, I gave my heart away.

I gave my heart away.
In that moment, I gave my heart away.
In that moment, I gave my heart away.

Forever your eyes will hold the memory.
Forever your eyes will hold the memory.
Forever your eyes will hold the memory.

When I wake from this dream,
Will your smile still open my heart
And leave me transparent?

When I wake from this dream,
Will your smile still open my heart?

Stampin' Ground - Officer Down

When reason dies behind closed doors
Face down in a cell in a pool of piss
It's time to fear what we should respect
It's time to question cause and effect
Striking with impunity
Hiding behind flags of immunity

When corruption rears its ugly head
The force of law becomes a farce
Personal ambition usurps justice
The rich protected at the expense of the poor
Would you sit on the fence, take no chance?
As those batons fall, turn a blind eye

In an ideal world
There'd be no need for law
No need for police
But in a society so sick
So obsessed with blind greed
Someone has to protect
The old and the weak

Officer down

Can we really afford to be so selectively blind?
If we dig too deep what would we find?
At authority's heart beats a dollar sign
Under such a regime we're all doing time
Striking with impunity
Hiding behind flags of immunity

Never say, you weren't warned
When they come to drag you away
To silence the dissident hiding in us all
They clench the fist of ordained might
From which side of the barbed wire
Do you want to see your life pass by?

When reason dies behind closed doors
Face down in a cell in a pool of piss
It's time to fear what we should respect
It's time to question
Cause and effect

Who teaches the teachers?
Who makes laws for lawmakers?
When they read us our rights
What about human rights?